"What do you mean?"
Liu Xiaobei looked at him in confusion. The others also looked at him.
"If I'm not wrong, the martial artist from the 87th clan just now is not a good fighter at all. I reckon that the two-handed servant knife he is holding is a borrowed weapon. He can't use such a heavy weapon at all," Yi said.
"I understand. Does Mister Yi mean that he deliberately went up to the stage to cripple the bald martial artist from the 8th clan?" Black Bow said.
"Yes, it should be like this. After the bald martial artist from the 8th clan took the Violent Pill, the martial artist from the 87th clan immediately jumped off the stage. His purpose is obvious. He wanted to make the martial artist from the 8th clan eat the Violent Pill. This way, the martial artist from the 8th clan will enter a period of weakness and will not be able to continue fighting!" Yi said.
"What a good plan!"
Supervisor Duanmu, who was on the side, couldn't help but nod and say.
"There are actually people who play with such thoughts!"
Liu Xiaobei also couldn't help but laugh and say. He felt that it was very interesting. After a family duel, it could be said that benevolent people see benevolence, and wise people see wisdom.
Sure enough, the bald martial artist from the 8th clan on the stage was immediately dumbfounded when he saw his opponent jump off the stage!
Then, he looked down with even more arrogant disdain!
However, it didn't take long. Thirty breaths of time had passed, and he suddenly sat paralyzed on the stage like a deflated balloon.
At this time, he seemed to understand what was going on. His face was extremely ugly as he glared at the thin martial artist from the 87th clan who had jumped off the stage.
At this time, the weak period of the Violent Pill had also come to an end. He was already sitting on his seat, panting and resting, but he looked at the big bald martial artist on the stage as if he was looking at an idiot.
He had the posture of a victor!
Such a look made the big bald martial artist on the stage even angrier. He pointed his finger at the thin martial artist and cursed, "You … You are despicable!"
However, no one paid attention to him at all. Therefore, there was no such thing as too much deception in war.
The people from the 8th clan seemed to have noticed the clues. They sent someone to the stage to help the big bald martial artist off the stage.
"Young Master, look! The head of the 8th Family is so angry that his nose is almost crooked!"
The man with the surname Yi pointed at the leader of the 8th Family and said to Liu Xiaobei.
Liu Xiaobei followed his finger and looked over. Indeed, the face of the 8th Family's patriarch was as black as a wok!
Liu Xiaobei couldn't help but laugh out loud!
"No.8 family versus No.87 family, No.8 family wins. The third match begins now."
The city guard once again walked onto the stage and announced the result of the duel before walking off the stage.
However, after two minutes, a martial artist walked into the arena. After seeing the number, Liu Xiaobei knew that it was a martial artist from the 8th family.
The 8th Clan had another good-looking warrior. He looked exceptionally tough, and the weapon he used was a wrought iron rod!
That heavy carriage seemed to weigh at least 25 kilograms. If it wasn't a fraud, it should be an expert.
He couldn't help but look at the 87th Clan. The few of them began to whisper among themselves again.
"Stop wasting time. Who's coming up? Hurry up! "
The martial artist from the 8th Family began to curse in the direction of the 87th Clan.
This scolding worked. After all, all the reputable people in Winter City were looking at him!
The 87th Clan immediately sent a martial artist to the arena!
This martial artist should be the strongest martial artist from the 87th Clan. When he went onto the stage, he took the 25 kilogram two-handed servant knife from the skinny martial artist.
Now it was even more obvious that the skinny martial artist was used to cripple a powerful martial artist from the 8th Family. This was because his weapon was borrowed.
The martial artist from the 87th Clan looked to be 27 or 28 years old. He wasn't particularly strong, but his Qi aura was especially sharp!
Moreover, he looked very steady, like a martial artist who had been on the battlefield for a long time.
As he walked towards the arena, he slapped a Speed Up Talisman on himself!
As soon as he stepped onto the arena, he suddenly became as fast as a gust of wind, pouncing on the martial artist from the 8th Family.
His speed was actually very fast, almost the same as a leopard's!
The martial artist from the 8th Family had already taken out a Speed Up Talisman, but he didn't have time to slap it on!
Seeing the martial artist from the 87th Clan suddenly launch an attack, his expression immediately changed, and he hurriedly slapped the Speed Up Talisman on himself!
At this time, the martial artist from the 87th Clan had already pounced in front of him. The two-handed servant knife slashed diagonally towards him, slashing at an extremely fast speed!
The martial artist from the 8th Family was obviously flustered. He hurriedly raised his wrought iron rod to block the slash!
However, the martial artist from the 87th Clan suddenly slashed down with his two-handed servant knife in an arc, changing to an upward slash!
The speed at which he changed his move was obviously premeditated!
At this time, it was obviously impossible for the martial artist from the 8th Family to block the attack!
It seemed that the saber from the 87th Clan was about to split the 8th Clan into two!
However, a white light flashed on the body of the martial artist from the 8th Family!
The two-handed servant knife of the martial artist from the 87th Clan was bounced off!
A defensive jade pendant!
At this time, everyone understood that the martial artist from the 8th Family was wearing an expensive defensive jade pendant. This fatal blow was blocked by the jade pendant!
When the martial artist from the 87th Clan saw that his sure-win attack was blocked by the jade pendant, a helpless look flashed across his face!
After that, he quickly retreated. Without any further entanglement, he directly jumped off the arena and admitted defeat!
"Remember this martial artist for me and see if we can poach him over!" Liu Xiaobei turned his head and said to Master Yi.
"Young Master, have you taken a fancy to him?" Master Yi asked.
"Yes, he is very much to my liking. It would be best if we can poach him over. As I said, I don't care about the gold coins," Liu Xiaobei said.
"I understand, Young Master. I will make the arrangements. "Master Yi nodded.
"Damn it, coward!"
At this time, the martial artist from the 8th Family was angrily cursing at the martial artist from the 87th Family who had jumped off the arena.
However, no one responded to him. The martial artist from the 87th Family who had jumped off the arena returned to his seat and closed his eyes to rest. It was as if all this had nothing to do with him at all.
"The 8th Family versus the 87th Family, the 8th Family has won three matches in a row and advanced to the second match!"
The city guard walked up to the arena and announced. After a short pause, he continued, "The next two matches are between the 15th Family and the 96th Family!"
After the announcement, the city guard walked off the arena.
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